We spend our lives together.
The good times,
The bad times,
The fun times,
The hard times.
Sometimes,
The class lasts an ice-age;
Clocks tick at the speed of glaciers.
Sometimes,
We live a full life,
In a single afternoon,
Especially,
When I'm with you.
YOU ARE READING
Scribblings
PoetryWords arranged in a funny order. Poems about my view of reality and how my inner fantasy world colours it with strange tinges. I love discussions about concepts and ideas so please feel free to comment. © 2018 Brian Lynch
